The queerz in the 612 can’t stop!
On Saturday, July 18th a group of queerz invaded the Mall of America for Queers Make Out! Volume One. Starting at the Franklin Station light rail stop, they danced, sang, and made out consensually. As they gathered at the stop, they gathered attention from other passengers. Dancing to the beat until the train came, the energy was high and the grooves were bumping.
As they got on the train, several passengers commented positively on their dance moves. One persyn was laughing and talking with the group. Young children were grooving in their seats. As the beats got hot, the queerz began making out. Smiles faded as passengers on the train realized they were being invaded. This was not a group of queers wanting to create a safe space. It was not queers wanting to be able to be affectionate with their partners in public or assimilating into a heteronormative lifestyle of consumption and expensive entertainment.
It was a queer invasion to state that we are queer and we are going to continue to invade spaces and terrorize systems of domination until they explode into nothing in a fury of liberation. Averting one’s eyes will only make dance moves sweatier. Looking disgusting only makes a make out session hotter.
The fabulous times did not end on the train. Those queers moved their make out party right into the mall, boombox playing all the way. Since the rotunda was being used to create the world’s largest cupcake, the queers headed to the Chapel of Love, a place to get married at the mall.
Sick.
There was a wedding party was socializing in front of the chapel! Feeling lucky, the group made a huge circle taking up the entire walkway and began a game of spin the bottle. It got hot quick as some unknowing shoppers stopped and watched while others looked scared and tried to move through the area as fast as possible. After a while, a security guard showed up with back up.
Apparently making out is not appropriate for families.
The guards were pissed and tried to appear as intimidating as they could. They wanted to know who this group was and why they went to the Mall of America if they weren’t going to shop. The group danced their way out of the mall, laughing and having a good time. The guards were getting frustrated that nobody would answer their questions and warned there would be cops waiting at the next train stop. There were no cops. Just plans for the next invasion.
Keep updated for Volume 2.
